
Day 3 of my journey and this pictures shows me that I was once skinny and that I can do it again.
I have never felt close to God, I don't know why, I guess I just don't feel worthy. I want that relationship back. When I was in High School, I wanted to become a nun, but I thought I couldn't because I wasn't Catholic, so I never pursued it. But I can remember how happy I was and the closeness I had with him and I want that back.
During the time of my parents death, I prayed and prayed and I placed it in his hands, because I couldn't handle the pain I was going through. I had lost so much weight when my mother passed away, my father was afraid for me, I was down to 99 pounds. Then when he died, that's when I fell apart.
I found him again, when I became agoraphobic. I found such peace in going to church (with the help of meds to get me there), that I became dependent on him to get me through this, which he did! I got tired of being stuck in the house, I took myself off all my meds and made myself go places. I still suffer at times alittle bit of it at times of stress, but I know how to deal with it.
So, this 3rd day of my journey, is working through God and finding a lost relationship with him. I will take a walk with him in the morning before I start each day and trust him.
One night I dreamed a dream.
I was walking along the beach with my Lord. Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life. For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to me and one to my Lord.
When the last scene of my life shot before me I looked back at the footprints in the sand. There was only one set of footprints. I realized that this was at the lowest and saddest times of my life. This always bothered me and I questioned the Lord about my dilemma.
"Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You, You would walk and talk with me all the way. But I'm aware that during the most troublesome times of my life there is only one set of footprints. I just don't understand why, when I need You most, You leave me."
He whispered, "My precious child, I love you and will never leave you, never, ever, during your trials and testings. When you saw only one set of footprints, It was then that I carried you."
Margaret Fishback Powers, 1964